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Rated PG-13 for: Violence, adult language, adult situations, and suggestive content. Rating is expected to rise in further installments.
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Itachi let himself and his captive drift back to the water's surface, both of them still- though for two different reasons. With Tora knocked out, Itachi felt no need to rush things- a leisurely pace would be acceptable. The sixteen year old leapt from the water and back onto land, carrying the unconscious girl under one arm, her body partially obscured by his cloak. Suddenly, the limp girl in his arms stirred. Itachi scowled, realizing that this would mean he would have to rush a bit. He frowned and quickened his pace.
"Ah, Itachi-sama, how was the test?" Orochimaru said lightly as Itachi reappeared back at camp. "I hope that you didn't kill her." Itachi flung Tora's limp body into the center of the circle roughly, immediately causing her to wake. With cat-like reflexes, she leapt up and crouched into a fighting stance. But her shoulders sagged as the vivid memories of her encounter with Itachi flooded back into her mind. Despite her loss, though, she straightened her back and stood up straight.
"She did not defeat me," Itachi murmured quietly, and Orochimaru smirked.
"Well, of course not. That was expected." Orochimaru turned away from Itachi and held his arms akimbo as he addressed the rest of the terrorist group. "Gentlemen, it is time for us to choose her punishment for her loss. Any suggestions?"
"I'll take her," said one gruff voice, and several members of the group chuckled evilly. Tora's face of calm confidence did not stir even the slightest bit at the dirty remark. Orochimaru chuckled with the men, slyly slipped around behind Tora.
"Yes, well, such a punishment seems too light for such a great warrior," said the serpent in a seductive voice, standing close behind Tora and placing a light hand on each shoulder and his lips close to her ear. "But maybe we should ask dear Tora what she wants..."
"I foolishly believed that I could be accepted into your group, and I was wrong. I accept my defeat and welcome its consequences," Tora stated emotionlessly.
"Well then, I suppose that I will decide your fate... come into the tent with me now, we will discuss your sentence..." Orochimaru purred, brushing his hand over her stomach. Tora visible stiffened, causing Orochimaru to laugh heartily. Now, now, Tora! We are a group of men-"
"Stop," Itachi commended suddenly, drawing the attention back to him. "She deserves a place in our group." Something in his hateful gaze made Orochimaru unfurl his arm from Tora's midsection and back away cautiously.
"Fine then," Orochimaru said lightly as if he had made the choice on his own. "Tora is welcomed into the Akatsuchi." Tora was left standing there as Orochimaru picked up a folded cloak from a strategically placed spot on the group and began pinning it for Tora, but she stopped him.
"I will treat you with respect, so shall you with me," she hissed, and Orochimaru slipped off to sulk somewhere. Tora fastened the cloak on her own and took a seat off to the side of the clearing, a safe distance away from any lonely ninja men. Unfortunately, Orochimaru still had business to attend to.
"Well then, I believe that our newest member should go on Itachi and Kisame's team, as she will learn a lot from them." There was a slight mutter of dissent, and Orochimaru finished speaking. "Well, before all of you polite men think about forming an intimate relationship with Tora-chan, remember that she put up a decent fight with Itachi, which is more than any of you could quite manage." All was silent after this statement. "Very well then, meeting adjourned. You may all return to your normal activities." Half of the group dashed away into the forest, Orochimaru sauntered into his tent, and the three remaining ninja stood silently for several moments.
"Itachi-sama, we should be going," Kisame murmured to his partner. The younger man nodded, and beckoned to Tora, who silently followed as they disappeared into the night.
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In chapter five: Itachi and Tora have a silent empathy for one another- but no one will act on it.
Rated PG-13 for: Violence, adult language, adult situations, and suggestive content. Rating is expected to rise in further installments.
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Itachi let himself and his captive drift back to the water's surface, both of them still- though for two different reasons. With Tora knocked out, Itachi felt no need to rush things- a leisurely pace would be acceptable. The sixteen year old leapt from the water and back onto land, carrying the unconscious girl under one arm, her body partially obscured by his cloak. Suddenly, the limp girl in his arms stirred. Itachi scowled, realizing that this would mean he would have to rush a bit. He frowned and quickened his pace.
"Ah, Itachi-sama, how was the test?" Orochimaru said lightly as Itachi reappeared back at camp. "I hope that you didn't kill her." Itachi flung Tora's limp body into the center of the circle roughly, immediately causing her to wake. With cat-like reflexes, she leapt up and crouched into a fighting stance. But her shoulders sagged as the vivid memories of her encounter with Itachi flooded back into her mind. Despite her loss, though, she straightened her back and stood up straight.
"She did not defeat me," Itachi murmured quietly, and Orochimaru smirked.
"Well, of course not. That was expected." Orochimaru turned away from Itachi and held his arms akimbo as he addressed the rest of the terrorist group. "Gentlemen, it is time for us to choose her punishment for her loss. Any suggestions?"
"I'll take her," said one gruff voice, and several members of the group chuckled evilly. Tora's face of calm confidence did not stir even the slightest bit at the dirty remark. Orochimaru chuckled with the men, slyly slipped around behind Tora.
"Yes, well, such a punishment seems too light for such a great warrior," said the serpent in a seductive voice, standing close behind Tora and placing a light hand on each shoulder and his lips close to her ear. "But maybe we should ask dear Tora what she wants..."
"I foolishly believed that I could be accepted into your group, and I was wrong. I accept my defeat and welcome its consequences," Tora stated emotionlessly.
"Well then, I suppose that I will decide your fate... come into the tent with me now, we will discuss your sentence..." Orochimaru purred, brushing his hand over her stomach. Tora visible stiffened, causing Orochimaru to laugh heartily. Now, now, Tora! We are a group of men-"
"Stop," Itachi commended suddenly, drawing the attention back to him. "She deserves a place in our group." Something in his hateful gaze made Orochimaru unfurl his arm from Tora's midsection and back away cautiously.
"Fine then," Orochimaru said lightly as if he had made the choice on his own. "Tora is welcomed into the Akatsuchi." Tora was left standing there as Orochimaru picked up a folded cloak from a strategically placed spot on the group and began pinning it for Tora, but she stopped him.
"I will treat you with respect, so shall you with me," she hissed, and Orochimaru slipped off to sulk somewhere. Tora fastened the cloak on her own and took a seat off to the side of the clearing, a safe distance away from any lonely ninja men. Unfortunately, Orochimaru still had business to attend to.
"Well then, I believe that our newest member should go on Itachi and Kisame's team, as she will learn a lot from them." There was a slight mutter of dissent, and Orochimaru finished speaking. "Well, before all of you polite men think about forming an intimate relationship with Tora-chan, remember that she put up a decent fight with Itachi, which is more than any of you could quite manage." All was silent after this statement. "Very well then, meeting adjourned. You may all return to your normal activities." Half of the group dashed away into the forest, Orochimaru sauntered into his tent, and the three remaining ninja stood silently for several moments.
"Itachi-sama, we should be going," Kisame murmured to his partner. The younger man nodded, and beckoned to Tora, who silently followed as they disappeared into the night.
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In chapter five: Itachi and Tora have a silent empathy for one another- but no one will act on it.